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'like'.

After understanding this point, Zhu Zhihan realized that everything became clear.

Why would she feel at ease and happy when Luanwu was there, why would she unconsciously chase after that fiery figure, why would her heart beat faster than usual when he was approaching...

It turned out that the clues had already appeared.

During the days when he first discovered his own mind, Zhu Zhihan felt as if he was surrounded by a bunch of bubbles, and he felt light when he stepped on the ground.

She soon discovered how... convenient it was to be an apprentice.

She can take advantage of the opportunity of asking for sword skills to spend more time with Luanwu every day.Luanwu didn't notice her small thoughts, and would respond every time - Luanwu was always so patient with others.

Then came the time to test your willpower.

Luanwu demonstrates sword moves for her, or corrects her movements with hands. At this time, she needs to spend a lot of willpower to restrain herself from always looking at those white and slender fingers, and don't let the short-term contact between the skin Touched and swayed.

——She can't live up to Luanwu's seriousness in order to talk about love, she can't do this kind of thing.

It is a sweet distress.

The opposite of sweetness is uneasiness.

She didn't know where this anxiety came from.After thinking about it, it came down to the fact that the ordinary happiness in front of her eyes was too rare, and she felt a little unreal with lovely classmates, elders, and people she liked.

It's like an unlucky ghost with a treasure in his arms, afraid that the treasure will be broken again.

The days passed day by day, and soon came the first day that Tu Meng had mentioned.

On this day, they finally didn't have to sweep the fallen leaves anymore.

This was the first time that Zhu Zhihan saw such a complete set of people in the Sword Sect, even the Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder who had never seen before appeared.

The place originally used to entertain guests was cleared out, and festive red silk and lanterns were hung.

Zhu Zhihan looked at the scene in front of him, as well as the atmosphere of mingling wine and wine, and seemed to return to his childhood in a trance.

Only in the mortal world can there be such a concept as 'gathering together'.When she was in Medicine Sect before, Danqi always taught her that there is a difference between ordinary people and that excess emotion will make people weak, and the whole peak is deserted.

Looking back, it has been a few months since she was reborn, and it has been a few months since she came to the Sword Sect.

It's really... like a lifetime away.

Tu Meng actually restricted her drinking, saying that she was too young and could only drink a little.

Zhu Zhihan only had one drink at the bottom of the glass, and he was not drunk after drinking it, but a little excited.

Probably because of these excitement and the festive atmosphere, Zhu Zhihan was able to speak openly, making insinuations about Luanwu's views on finding a Taoist partner.

The others were playing the drinking order noisily, and no one noticed their little corner.

"Why do you ask these questions, afraid that I will find you a mistress?" Luanwu was probably also affected by this atmosphere, and rarely made a joke.

Zhu Zhihan rested his chin with his right hand, narrowed his eyes into a line, and smiled lazily: "Just curious."

"I won't find a Taoist companion." Luan Wu said.

Maybe it was because of the drunkenness that finally came up, Zhu Zhihan stared at Luanwu: "Why?"

After asking, she realized something was wrong, so she said something more as if to make amends: "It's like...you don't know how to find an apprentice?"

Luanwu looked over with some doubts, the girl's expression was as usual, as if she was very narrow-minded.

So she retracted her eyes, pinched her wine glass and pondered for a while, and replied, "It's not the same."

Zhu Zhihan felt intuitively that the next words were probably not what she expected.

Luan Wu has continued to talk.

"The reason why I don't accept apprentices is because I can't even take care of myself, and I don't want to drag others down, but you have told me the ending before, and your self-conceived good intentions are useless. I want to fight again, so it doesn't matter .”

"But the so-called Taoist companion..." There was a flash of gloom in Luanwu's eyes.

After a while, she paused, and covered up her uneasiness by drinking: "It's such a good day, don't mention this."

Zhu Zhihan: "Oh..."

She didn't know whether she was glad that Luanwu didn't continue, or whether she was mostly regretful.

In the following time, she noticed that Luanwu talked a lot less and drank more frequently, as if she was a little melancholy from the topic just now.

The moment she realized this, Zhu Zhihan felt regretful—she shouldn't have asked these questions so emotionally.

Obviously it's a day to be happy.

The Yuan Ri banquet lasted until midnight before dissipating.

Luanwu was rarely drunk——Zhu Zhihan saw Luanwu drunk for the first time.

With Luanwu's cultivation, she could actually control the spirit power to expel the wine, but she didn't do that.

Zhu Zhihan looked at Tu Meng as if asking for help: "Uncle Master..."

Tu Meng, who was drunk, waved his hand: "Senior Sister usually has too many things on her mind, and getting drunk is not a bad thing. Zhi Han, as a disciple of Senior Sister, you are responsible for taking Senior Sister back!"

Seeing Zhu Zhihan's hesitation, Tu Meng smiled: "Don't worry! Your master is also a drunk and forgetful person. He won't remember your grudges, and I will catch you in the future."

So Zhu Zhihan had an extra burden for no reason.

It took her half a stick of incense to help Luanwu, who was so drunk and unconscious, back to the suzerain's residence.

Speaking of which, this is actually Zhu Zhihan's first visit to Luanwu's residence.

As the suzerain's residence, it is naturally more luxurious than the disciple's room, and it also has a small courtyard.

The residence is also very spacious, with a reception hall, a library and many other rooms.

She groped to find the bedroom inside, lit the candles, and then put the drunk Luanwu on the bed, and she also fell down on the edge of the bed.

"call……"

Probably because of guilt, it was obviously a rare time for the two of them to spend time together, but Zhu Zhihan couldn't bear that kind of thought.

She tentatively asked: "Master? Are you asleep?"

Luanwu: "..."

Zhu Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief, took off Luanwu's shoes, straightened the person, and said to himself: "You should be uncomfortable sleeping like this, I should wipe your body for you, but with my current thoughts , but an offense.”

"Then I'll...retire first."

After finishing speaking, she turned and walked outside.

But her movement was stopped by a hand.

Luan Wu's hand grabbed her wrist, his hot palm pressed against her skin.She heard Luanwu's very soft voice: "...don't go."

Zhu Zhihan's body tensed up.

back.

Luanwu's hair crown was just torn apart by her, and now the black hair was scattered on the pillow, and the corners of the eyes and cheeks were smeared with blush due to drunkenness, which was really confusing.

After a while, Zhu Zhihan's throat moved: "Okay, I won't go."

After getting drunk, Luanwu was like a child, after getting her promise not to leave, he obediently let go of her hand.

Of course Zhu Zhihan didn't leave, he sat on the edge of the bed and watched: "Sleep, I'm right here."

But Luanwu didn't sleep anymore, with two pitch-black phoenix eyes open: "You just said, what are you thinking?"

Zhu Zhihan: "Cough, cough cough!"

After beating in fear for a while, she was sure that Luanwu was still drunk, either she really wanted to know, or she was too drunk and talked too much, so she was almost relieved and prevaricated by asking casually.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, Luanwu had already focused on other places.

"Junior Sister is really hateful." Luan Wu said.

"……what?"

"Ask me to sweep the leaves again. I have done it many times last year."

The corners of Zhu Zhihan's lips curled up, and following Luanwu's words, he said, "That's really too much."

Luanwu felt guilty again: "Hey, she is also doing it for my own good. Sweeping the leaves can cultivate the mind and calm the mind."

Zhu Zhihan came to a sudden: "So it still has such an effect."

Luanwu chattered about other things, Zhu Zhihan looked at her face, a little distracted: on Luanwu who was drunk, she saw the shadow of little Luanwu when she was young.

At this time, Luanwu said: "You asked me earlier, and I told you that I don't want a Taoist companion."

Her voice lowered: "Actually, it's because my parents...are not happy."

Zhu Zhihan slightly opened his eyes.

Luan Wu's parents?

This was never mentioned in the notebook given by Miss System.

That bad premonition came up again, boiling in her limbs and bones.

She heard Luanwu say: "The beginning of their 'love' was a lie, and the end was not decent. I often think..."

Luanwu looked at Zhu Zhihan, and seemed to look at a certain two people trapped in the past through the present: "How selfish can a person be to talk about the so-called 'love' so grandly?"

Zhu Zhihan: "..."

She turned her head away, hoping that the drooping sideburns could hide her somewhat terrible expression.

It was a long time before she found her voice.

Her voice was very soft: "No wonder Master hates the matter of Taoist companions so much."

"What should Master do if he finds out that someone admires you?" She tried her best to sound natural.

"No matter what, give him a good beating and tell him to take care of himself. After all, he won't let that person see me again." Luanwu said.

Zhu Zhihan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"What if that person is someone close?"

"Then stay away."

"Master, will you feel distressed and find that the other party loves you?"

"It's natural to be distressed, but it's okay, it's all vain things."

"I see."

Later, Luanwu seemed to have poured out some bitter water about the Xianmeng, and the drunk Taoist priest was more lively than before.

Zhu Zhihan listened silently and responded from time to time.

The bubbles around her shattered, and she stepped on the air and fell down.But it was amazing that apart from being dull and depressed, she actually felt that this was the real thing.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, she is used to being cautious, and she didn't float high enough, so the fall wasn't too bad.

So what to do?

Don't like it?

It seems to be a bit difficult, even though she is in a gloomy mood now, when she heard Luanwu complaining about those things, she still thought Luanwu was very cute.

After chatting for a while, Luanwu's voice gradually dropped, and finally fell asleep.

Only then did Zhu Zhihan turn his head to look at this person.

Luan Wu lay quietly on the pillow, with his eyelashes closed like a small fan, sleeping peacefully.

"It would be fine if you weren't so good." Zhu Zhihan murmured.

If Luanwu hadn't been so good, she might not have liked her, or she might have liked her, and she wouldn't be so timid.

She was afraid of the possibility that Luanwu would stay away from her, and at the same time, she didn't want Luanwu to feel troubled by it.

Staring at Luanwu's sleeping face, after an unknown amount of time, she leaned down, closed her eyes, and pressed her forehead against the back of Luanwu's hand.

Then... keep it in your heart.

Until the strong, inappropriate feelings finally fade away.

On the second day, as Tu Meng said, Luanwu didn't remember anything.

When Zhu Zhihan came back from fetching warm water for her, he saw Luanwu leaning on the head of the bed, as if he had a headache from a hangover.

"You watched all night?" Luan Wu asked her with a frown.

Zhu Zhihan looked as usual, and said with a smile: "Yes, isn't this apprentice serving the master? You never gave me this kind of opportunity in the past, but this time I will seize it."

Without waiting for Luanwu to say anything, she said again: "You wash and wash yourself first, I'll go to the master to see if there is any hangover soup or something."

Luanwu looked at Zhu Zhihan's leaving back, frowning slightly.

I always feel... There is something different about this disciple of hers.

In the past, Zhu Zhihan used to call her 'you' in private, why did she change it to a respectful title this time?

……

At the beginning, Zhu Zhihan thought it would be difficult and hard to hide his feelings.

But she later found out that it wasn't either.

Pretending to be a well-behaved apprentice is easy for her, and when she is used to liking someone for a long time in her heart, she will not feel much other tastes.

After the Yuan Ri banquet, news came from the Luyun Clan.

It seems that the Xianmeng has finally "discussed" a result, with Xingyinzong taking the lead, and some second-rate sects jointly shouldering the responsibility.

The suzerain of Xingyinzong made improvements based on the magic circle left by Luanwu, and finally changed it to a seal that required regular delivery of spiritual power.

The Luyun clan moved with their entire clan, leaving the land where their ancestors shed their blood, and went to live in seclusion elsewhere, away from disturbance.

This matter is completely over.

On the other hand, Zhu Zhihan started to work on promotion.

This promotion is much easier than the last time introducing air into the body.

After ten days of confinement, without any surprise, she was promoted from Qi training Dzogchen to foundation building, and the growth points given by the system were also released accordingly, and she was promoted to the third level of foundation building in one fell swoop.

Luanwu was in retreat at that time, and Tu Meng was protecting the Dharma.

This is the second consecutive promotion, and Tu Meng is already somewhat resistant to this, so she won't lose her composure like the first time.

For Wan Mengchen and others, this is the first time they have seen it, and the sixth junior brother's eyes almost popped out: "Just, in just such a short period of time, the little junior sister's cultivation base is higher than mine?"

Wan Mengchen patted the sixth junior brother on the shoulder: "Cultivate hard."

He's about to be caught up too...

This is probably the difference between ordinary monks and evildoers.

After being promoted, Zhu Zhihan continued to practice steadily.

After completely entering the Dao of the Sword, with the experience of the previous life and the system bonus, she hardly encountered many bottlenecks, and her cultivation speed was faster than in her previous life.

Fast forward ten years.

Zhu Zhihan has entered the golden elixir Dzogchen for many years, and he is only short of a chance to become a Nascent Soul.

Wan Mengchen, on the other hand, devotes himself to the great business of making money, under the alias of Soul Dreamer, and with Zhu Zhihan's elixir as a stepping stone, he has really made some famous tricks.

Up to now, the "Soul Dream Hall" he opened has a semicolon in the entire cultivation world, and he has become a nobleman who has gained fame in recent years.

Eldest brother is also very good at playing with flowers and plants. He has been able to produce some spiritual herbs in batches, which can be used for Zhu Zhihan's alchemy, and can also be sold. He earns a lot of money every year.

After the sixth junior brother broke through the golden core, he started to go out and wander around, with his friends who were casual practitioners.

Later, basically throughout the year, except for Yuan Ri, Zhu Zhihan rarely saw his shadow.

In recent days, Zhu Zhihan often has frightening dreams, dreaming about those things before his rebirth.

She has been troubled by this for a long time, and specially prepared a pill that can help people sleep peacefully.

But the utility is not very good.

Waking up from a dream again, Miss System reminded her: [Host, the time for Su Siyue to be accepted as an apprentice by Dan Qi is coming soon. 】

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感谢在2022-04-2200:52:54~2022-04-2303:30:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 Ge, Limitless, Jiao;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of wishing the world; 9 bottles of heavy night mist; 2 bottles of fried skewers;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!